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"As I was saying!" Draco said again.
Flashback:
"It's for my studies, Headmaster." Draco answered with confidence.
"Mr. Malfoy, the truth please." Albus said, eyes twinkling brighter in the firelight.
Draco's eyes narrowed. 'Do I really want to mess with Dumbledore ...wait!' Draco finally came to a conclusion. A very good conclusion.
"Headmaster, do you want to help me?" Draco asked with an evil smirk.
End Flashback
"Is that it, Draco?" Harry questioned.
"Potter you wound me. And here I thought I had earned your trust." Draco replied with a sneer.
"Draco, you cannot be trusted and never will be. Now out with it! I know that's not all of your story." Harry threatened.
"I agree with Potter. You have never been one to come out with the whole story." Severus said.
Harry looked at his professor with a raised eyebrow. ' He agrees with me now that's a first.'
Harry began to feel dizzy at this thought. He clutched his head in pain, and collasped to the floor.
In Harry's Mind:
Harry stood beside the lake. He was crying, but the tears froze on his cheeks. He shivered with the cold and pulled his jacket closer. Strong arms came around him.
"It wasn't your fault you know." Severus said.
"Yes it was. If I had listened to you Ron wouldn't have died." Harry sobbed.
"Harry, it wasn't your fault and I am going to keep saying that until you get it through your thick skull." Severus said, kissing Harry's head.
"You aren't being you. Should I be afraid?" Harry asked.
"If it will get your mind of Weasley then yes be very afraid." Severus said.
Harry turned to face his lover, his eyes sparkling. "I knew there was a reason I loved you."
"And it's not because of my charm? Mister Potter I'm insulted!" Severus exclaimed, mocking hurt.
"Stop hanging around with Draco. I believe he's beginning to rub off on you." Harry laughed.
"And how do you know I just didn't rub off on him?" Severus replied.
They laughed, and Harry snuggled into Severus' chest.
Harry woke up in an infirmary bed.
"What happened?" he asked groggily.
"We were hoping you could tell us that Mister Potter, considering that you were the one who collapsed on the floor ." Severus said, sneering at Harry.
"Sev...Professor Snape?" Harry asked, Severus raised an eyebrow at Harry's mistake.
"Harry, I'm sorry for whatever my potion did to you." Draco said, uncharacteristically solemn.
"Really Draco, it's alright, but I don't think this was your potion. I just have this feeling." Harry said, smiling at his friend.
"Another gut feeling Potter? Like the one you had when you went rushing off to save your godfather? The one that could have gotten you killed and did kill him? I don't want to see you die Harry. Not while I still breathe." Severus, a spark in his eye the only sign that said he hadn't really meant to utter those words.
"Don't speak of him! You have no right! If you had just...If I had just...Why do I never listen to you!" Harry began his rant glaring, but he ended up near tears.
His green eyes glistened with unshed tears. He shook his head, muttering insults toward himself over and over. Then he felt the dizzy feeling again.
In Harry's Mind:
Harry opened his eyes. The sun shown bright. He squinted and pulled the covers to his chin. The bed was cold, and the sheets only did so much to help his chill.
He rolled over to where his pillow should have been, and it wasn't there. He moaned and slowly dragged himself out of bed.
The kitchen called to him, and his stomach called to the kitchen. Something was cooking.
Harry stumbled into the room and was greeted to a rare sight. Severus was standing over an oven frying bacon.
"Breakfast love?" Severus asked as he turned around.
Harry grinned and ran over to him.
"That depends chef, what's cooking?" Harry asked.
Harry opened his eyes again.
"That really needs to stop happening." he said, holding his head in his hands.
"Mr. Potter? Can you tell us what this...this passing out is?" Poppy asked.
"Well, I have a theory but I need to ask someone about it first." Harry said, smiling slightly.
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